Son of Yasmina and Felix. He was born on February 2, 1963 in Kfar Yona, the eldest son of nine brothers and sisters: Eli, Yaakov, Zion, Esther, Livneh, Pergi, Yitzhak, Sigalit and Mazal. He was educated at his school in Kfar Yona, at the Bar-Ilan elementary school, at the Amal secondary school and at the Miften vocational high school, and from childhood he took responsibility for his younger brothers On October 6, 1980, Avraham enlisted in the IDF and embarked on a long career in the air force – the place that became his second home. At the base where he served, he met Ariela, and the two tied their fate to one another, grew and developed together, and established a wonderful family. Ariella says that she chose to call Avraham not his full name – as he was called in his childhood home – but Avi, a name that expressed what she felt for him: he helped her, protected and protected her father. The names given by Avi and Ariella to their three children – Liran Felix, who was born on July 7, 1985; Little, who was born on June 18, 1988; Yakir, the youngest son, born on October 21, 1994, was significant and meant to express the intensity of the bond and closeness that the children felt, as well as their essence. C was a devoted and exemplary father, yet he saw in his army service a mission and commitment that served long periods far from home. They completed their vacations during vacations and family gatherings, where they spent a lot of time outdoors and scattered around the country – a country Avi loved and recognized as the palm of his hand. The family of Avi, who stood behind him all the way, gave him the strength to deal with the difficulties and challenges he faced during his service, which stemmed from the complexity of his duties and the great responsibility he bore. Avi was characterized by his warm smile and his love for others. He is endowed with the ability to give and with infinite desire to help – both to the community that lives within it and to his home and family. His love for sport – and especially soccer – was also shared with his sons, and he played with them at every opportunity. He was an avid supporter of the Maccabi Netanya team, never missed a game on television, and as an active fan even reached the courts and encouraged the players very closely. Geoffrey was far away from his family, but the closeness in the hearts crossed the distance and enabled him to continue on the path he had chosen.I was at the height of his blossoming and in the midst of a full life full of love And a contribution to his family and to the state, when he was taken from his wife and children, his large family and many friends, and senior sergeant Avraham Barda fell during his duty on Thursday, November 18, 2004, at the age of forty-one. He was laid to rest in the Segula military cemetery in Petah Tikva. Survived by a wife, two sons and a daughter, and nine brothers and sisters. At the Memorial Day ceremony held at the base of the Naval School in Mashavi Sadeh, his daughter Little read the obituary: “My father, I was sixteen when I was told that you were gone and that I would never return … I was the first to receive the news. Even though they did not say anything to me, I understood that something had happened to you, Father, not only did you fall, Dad, but we all fell behind you, a mother who was left alone with three children, and we, who were left alone with Mother. Knowing that they will never be the same again, and that the vast space that opens up in our souls will forever remain a vast gap in our souls. If God gave me five minutes with you, only five minutes, I would tell you that … Liran finished And became a young and promising young boy. That I joined the army, and continued like you-in the air force. Shikir will soon be celebrating a bar mitzvah and will turn from a young boy into a man. That Mama goes on without you despite all the difficulties. And we all miss you, Father. You know, Dad, you should not have gone. You were supposed to live and protect us to this day, as you always have. Life is without you, Father, attracted, and they are good, beautiful, full and interesting … but they will never be perfect. “Eulogized my father, Lieutenant Colonel Morris Derrim:” Avraham was a dear man. He was a real professional, against a high quality, warm and caring for soldiers and all those who worked with him and under him. Abraham was always the last one in the limb after everyone had gone home, he was the one who would turn off the light at the end of the day. He was devoted to his job and his work while taking care of the people around him. There was a lot left when he left, and we were left with a great pain. “
